How did you guys find Rebecca? I had no idea what to do for her, since SM doesn't tell us much about her. So, I'm going to make her character a lot like Jacob in Twilight.

Also, I don't own Twilight.

Ch. 6- Worried and Annoyed- BPOV

I sat at the piano, caressing the ivory and black keys as I turned the melody I had thought of earlier in my head. I hesitantly pressed the keys and, as the first notes rang out, everyone in the house stopped what they were doing to listen and the flurry of thoughts in my head sharpened.

'Bella's composing again? Finally!' (Rosalie)

'She hasn't touched that piano once in the last two years. I bet this is because of that Masen boy. He seems really good for her.' (Emmett)

'A new song? I can't believe it; I knew Edward would change her, but even I didn't know how much.' (Alice)

'It's about time. The last time she composed was 10 years ago, on Alice and mine 25th anniversary.' (Jasper)

'Finally. It's been too long since she played. Much too long.' (Esme)

'She looks so peaceful. I haven't seen her look this relaxed and happy since Emmett found Rosalie. She's always been too alone.' (Carlisle)

It had been such a long time since I'd played and even longer since I'd composed. I could hear my family gather around behind me, but I ignored them and continued to play. The tune was beautiful, but somehow haunting, like it had a secret sorrow of its own. My fingers seemed to move ahead of my brain and I let the music take over, allowing it to take whatever form it would. When the song drifted naturally to an end, Esme asked softly, "That was beautiful. What's it about?"

I smiled at her. She knew I never composed on a whim; every song had its own purpose. I tilted my head to the side, considering her question. "It's a lullaby, I suppose," I decided. Edward's lullaby. She nodded and didn't say anything. Then Rosalie came up to sit next to me and together we played Esme's favorite, one I'd composed as a tribute to her and Carlisle's love for each other. Alice joined in, singing wordlessly, her voice going a note higher than the piano. As soon as the soulful number was over, we moved to high-energy, dance numbers.

The next thing I knew, Jasper had lifted me from the piano and started twirling me around in an exaggerated waltz. Emmett took hold of Esme, while Carlisle offered a hand to Alice, leaving Rose, who didn't much enjoy dancing, to keep playing. The whole evening was spent the same way, laughing and dancing, occasionally changing partners. For the first time in a long time, I felt happy and found myself free of any worries.

That night, while I was waiting for Emmett to finish saying goodbye to Rose so we could leave, I found myself locked in Carlisle's arms on the couch. Jasper and Alice had retreated to their bedroom and Esme had gone out shopping for her charity work. I snuggled into my father's chest. As if he sensed my worries, he tightened his hold on me. "Everything will be alright, Bella. You'll see. Everything will eventually work out for the best," he said in my ear. "I hope you're right," I whispered back.

Emmett came bouncing back down the stairs. "Bells, let's go. I'm ready," he hollered. I gave Carlisle one last squeeze and said, "I love you, Dad. Bye." We rarely called him and Esme 'Dad' and 'Mom', so I couldn't help but smile at the surprised delight in his thoughts as I slipped away from his grasp and out the door after Emmett.

Emmett snarled at me, his predatory instincts overriding his humane ones and viewing me as a potential threat. I turned my palms up placatingly and sat down on a log to wait for him to finish his hunt. He finished the bear off quickly, surprising me that he did not wrestle with it like he always did. Then I saw his condition. His shirt had a wide gash right down the middle and his sleeves were torn, as were the knees of his jeans. He obviously had been playing with it just till I arrived. I looked up and saw he was eyeing me speculatively. "Look at you, you're neat as a pin," he said. "Didn't you manage to catch that mountain lion?" I smoothed my clothes smugly, which were still in pristine conditions. "Of course I did," I smirked. "I just do not feel the need to eat like a savage. Besides, did Esme not teach you to not play with your food?"

He rolled his eyes at me. 'Insufferable know-it-all,' he grumbled mentally and sat down next to me. 'You're stressing out, little sis'. Everything okay?' I nodded halfway, then quickly shook my head. 'Edward?' he guessed accurately. When I didn't answer, he sighed. "I'm sure he's just fine, Bells. He lives in Forks. What could happen?" "Oh, I don't know Em," I said. "I just feel miserable when I am not around him."

"Jeez, you've got it bad," he snickered. I glowered at him. "Like you're any better about Rosalie. I can hear your thoughts; I know how eager you are to get back to her. I'm just worried about him, okay?" He raised his eyebrows. 'And I'm getting annoyed with you'.

"Well what do you want to do? Wrestle?" At my words, he got up, brushed his clothes and settled into a crouch. "Bring it on, Professor X," he snarled playfully. I laughed and imitated his position, getting ready for the fight. Emmett was stronger than the average vampire, but he had yet to beat me in a fight. My small size and speed were just as advantageous as hearing his thoughts. Jasper and Alice were the only ones who could hold their own against me. So, it only took me a few minutes to have him pinned against a tree.

"Cheat," he growled. I patted his shoulder comfortingly. "There's no need to be such a sore loser, Em," I said mockingly, drawing another growl from him. I laughed again and began packing up the props we brought in case we ran into humans. "Let's go, we told the others we would be back by tomorrow morning."

While Emmett drove, I let my mind wander. As was usual nowadays, it turned back to Edward. I wondered how his day at the beach had gone, if he had enjoyed himself and if he had thought about me even a fraction of how much I had thought about him.

We did not arrive home till early next morning and I jumped out of the car, eager to get to school. "No can do, miss," came a southern drawl from behind me. I jumped and turned around to see Jasper and Alice emerging from the trees. He must have felt my eagerness and guessed the reason behind it. In my hurry, I hadn't heard them approach. "Oh wow, you managed to catch the mind-reader off guard, Jaz, very good!" Emmett smirked. I ignored them and focused on what Jasper had said instead. "What did you mean 'no can do'?"

Alice answered for him. "It's going to be sunny today and tomorrow. We can't go to school till Wednesday." I stared at her and bit my lips, a habit Carlisle had told me I had had even when I was human. "Alright, I guess I will go visit him at night again," I decided. All three of them stared at me, not quite able to wrap the idea around their heads that I would be sneaking into a boy's room at night, through the window, no less. But I couldn't help it. I knew it was wrong, but I had not seen him for three days and I could not wait anymore.

So that night, I once more found myself in Edward's room, this time without anyone to hold me back. My mind raced as I watched him sleep fitfully. I could move closer to him, if I so wanted. But I knew that the more I gave in to my temptation, the more it would grow. If I got that near him, I would want to touch him; if I touched him, I would want to try and wake him. Although, my cold touch would probably wake him up anyway. So I settled with occupying the rocking chair in the corner of the room and listened to his mutterings. "Cut it out, Mom. I'm not going to ask her out," he muttered once. Some of his ramblings were hilarious and I had to cover my mouth to stifle my giggles. More than once, he said my name, begging me to stay and not leave him.

Finally, around dawn, I heard someone in the house wake and start moving around. I didn't wait to find out who it was before, with a last wistful glance towards Edward, I leapt out the window. Back home, Alice was waiting for me. She was wringing her hands as she paced the front yard of the house. 'Why would she do that? She can't do that, she just can't.' I frowned at her worried ramblings. She looked up at me as I stopped in front of her, her big eyes swimming with concern. Then, she showed me the vision.

I crouched slightly, growling menacingly at a group of four men, all of whom seemed to be slightly drunk. The alley was completely deserted, so there was no one around to stop me. The men were unable to take their eyes off me. Even in their drunken stupor, they recognized me for what I was: danger. "You will regret this night," I growled.

Then, without warning, I pounced on the one nearest to me and, in the blink of an eye, snapped his neck. Before he fully crumpled to the ground, I killed the next man and within a minute, all four of them were lying on the ground, dead. I turned to leave, but I had made a mistake. One of the men was bleeding. The blood was still warm and as I caught the scent, I lost all sense of who I was. Kneeling beside the body, I lifted his head and, bringing my lips to his throat, began to feed.

"No," I gasped. Alice just looked sad. "I'm sorry, I can't see anything before or after that." "When will it happen, Alice?" I tried to keep my voice from shaking. Alice only shook her head. "I'm not sure, but probably in the next few days." I nodded, my jaw set. I was determined to change the vision. Little did I know that it was to come true just the next night.

I know this chapter is a bit small, but I needed a buffer between the last one and the next. Anyway, please read and review. :)